Oh, shut the fuck up. No one rang the weeaboo summon bell.

I always liked Scott on the show, he makes me laugh. But there’s ALWAYS been SOMETHING about him that I couldn’t put my finger on that really, really bothered me about him. Like, gave me the creeps in a deep and profound way. Just looking at him makes me uncomfortable.

It wasn’t until today that I finally figured out…

For this reason, I have come to hate going to the movies, to Broadway shows, and concerts. And I used to love all of those things. I am so sick of people who can’t shut up, or can’t go 5 minutes without shoving some kind of crap food/overpriced beer into their faces (followed by the obligatory multiple trips to the…

This story was huge in Montreal. Not only did he kill Jun Lin but he filmed himself having sex with his corpse and mailed his hands and feet to different parts of the country. He was also romantically linked to Karla Homolka of Karla Homolka and Paul Bernardo who committed horrific sexual assaults almost 20 years ago.…

Fun Story of Racist/Sexist Profiling from last weekend!!

Dude, come on.

oh fuck off.

Yes, I acknowledged the sex. The dude is screwing a stranger in his brother’s kitchen despite being asked to stop but the stranger is “that fucking bitch”? The BIL seems 100% more culpable to me.

Yes...I read...the...whole thing. So she’s “that fucking bitch” for being the bride’s cousin and for getting frisky with the guy? Because that’s all she’d done at the time the OP declares her “that fucking bitch.”

Maybe I can get out of the greys with this one.

OK. I’ll bite.

ugh, this is horrible. I am literally making this face on your behalf

Yeah, this seems like a lot of the drama was caused by this girl and her husband. Close the curtains, tease them mercilessly the next day. The end.

Not exactly my hookup...but I was in my best friend’s wedding and so was another good friend of ours. We were all very VERY close, they were my main girlfriends. You know, go get coffees, do our nails, talk about boys, drinks and sleepovers. Close. Now, my friend (the bridesmaid) was the flirty type and always had…

Same, what’s the big deal?

I maybe would have just closed the curtains, let them finish and sleep over, woken them up with Plan B and a bloody mary.